Lyrics

Man, what a fucking nightmare I've been doing this for half my life here It feels like a light year, i've been on my grind, chea I done put in time, still I'm working over time, yeah Wish i could rewind, baby, sitting in a high chair Tell that little Omen, you could grow to be anything You could have a wife by 25 and get a wedding ring Probably not a phD but possibly a set degree Instead you tryna be the best emcee, but that's your reckoning Looking back at every thing I had, and what is left of me It's obvious the energy i spent, was no investment see I'm empty and I'm melancholy, stuck inside the melody My bars battered like i need Jon Taffer to rescue me I need the recipe, collected the ingredients I tried to feed the fans, put in they hands, but no one's eating yet Maybe i'm delirious, maybe they all sleeping since My dream became a nightmare, I fear the end is near and bitch Emcee's don't compare, tryna hype they' crew I'ma beast, yall aware, i could slice straight through Go to sleep, little man, if you're quite scare (Boo) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Turn the lights off now, and you might make it through Put them headphones on, let your mind take you Through my night terror sound, if you're quite scared (Move) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Someone help me, i think the devil know just where my house be Somewhere in-between where Elm Street and Hell meets Waking up to cold sweats, night terrors tell me If this is a reflection on my life, it ain't healthy I see these other rappers with they fans, taking selfies Me I'm in the background, tryna fucking sell these $10 dollar CD's, but I just hand 'em out free Even though I never met a rapper, i can't out freak Doubt me, I'm proving to myself what I'm about see My life became a nightmare, I'm trying to see my self dream Take it to the place, where i can maybe buy a house... please I don't even own my beats, i can barely cop a lease You should probably call police, i'ma be a problem If I don't get what i deserve, then i'ma have to rob them Aint looking for no hand outs, I'll rip the hands off'a Any bitch emcee, who pass the mic to me's a goner Emcee's don't compare, tryna hype they' crew I'ma beast, yall aware, i could slice straight through Go to sleep, little man, if you're quite scare (Boo) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Turn the lights off now, and you might make it through Put them headphones on, let your mind take you Through my night terror sound, if you're quite scared (Move) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Emcee's don't compare, tryna hype they' crew I'ma beast, yall aware, i could slice straight through Go to sleep, little man, if you're quite scare (Boo) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Turn the lights off now, and you might make it through Put them headphones on, let your mind take you Through my night terror sound, if you're quite scared (Move) Tell em dreams come tru, nightmares 2 Night, night, night, night Nightmares 2 Night, night, night, night Nightmares 2 Night, night, night, night Nightmares 2 Night, night, night, night Dreams come tru, nightmares 2
Writer(s): Travis Omen Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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